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THE POEM
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I knelt to pray but not for long; I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work; For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer; And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done; My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time; To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends; They'd laugh at met I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do; That was my constant cry.
No time to give to souls in need; But at last the time to die.
I went before the Lord; I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said, "Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down... But never found time".
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